This is a song about "Rap fame money food"

I like the way you talk ya game we mite be one and the same

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

See i'm not writing for the the fame 'n the money,

Straight shots don’t toast champagne

No more money, no more fame